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A MOONLESS NIGHT by Collins Chibunna Nwachukwu

A MOONLESS NIGHT 

Collins Chibunna Nwachukwu


There were days, 

days when hunger silenced our thoughts, 

thoughts of high density bright, 

bright beautiful scenes,

scenes of hopes away

Doom would loom

Deaths sapping slaps simmering through our broken bones

Sirens of silence blown to revive black memories 

For never shall this be spoken again in small suspended silence, never!

Many were those nights 

Clouds wore blankets of grin

And the skies spoke nothing

Yet this night was one to remember

I was never a toddler

So the scenes passed before my sparkling eyes

Let mouths sue for joy

And tongues speak blessing

Let you, my foe, if there be, speak peace and love 

For this night, 

faithless and fated

Found me dumbest fool

As night wore me grief

He left, left, in that feet six 

Alone he lay

Silent as the door knob

Covered by mud

His hand cold, his feet dry: dry, 

In that moonless night.


Collins Chibunna Nwachukwu is a poet from Nigeria.

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